Black Ice

better get to sleep
sun'll be up soon
my friend takes some drunk girl
into his room

i just seem to float
with no real direction
cause that's exactly what I do
after i sever my connections

and i can hear the black ice
building up on top of the streets
it's barely fall but i already miss
that sweet sweet summer heat

i hope you know what i mean
and i think i may have seen
your face before but it's vague
like remembering a dream

i find my self surrounded
by a million potential friends
but i still tend to mix up
all the messages they send

and i'm lookin for the place
where all the questions end
not searching but i keep finding
someone with something to lend

and if i don't come up
with the right words to sing
you'll just shrug your shoulders
and find the next better thing

but i'm reaching for these weapons
like a desperate man in a fight
and if i don't find the right ones
i say there's no such thing as right

i keep scratching at this door, but someone burried the key
i act so proud and i talk real loud, but it's not all up to me
no, it's not all up to me
it isn't up to me